Sunday, 27 December 2015

2015 Highlights

2015 Highlights

Karaoke Thursdays.Sambuca Saturdays.

Vaping outside the Costcutter.Finding One Direction perfume for under a tenner: not to be sniffed at.Kicking decorative spars back behind the concrete rope-edging with the toe end of your boot.Hoping Michael’s not lying dead behind the hedge.Exhaling a long thin wisp of white smoke vertically up and over Lockwood Taxis.Drawing a half-arsed cock-and-balls on the postman’s pouch box.Approximately Doric architraves.Plastic lawns.Remembering Stumpy.1980s heavy metal on heavy duty radios.Leaving a trail of weed smoke from a Toyota Yaris.Leaving a trail of aftershave from a Porsche 4x4.Polythene: flapping and cracking in broken trees.Often wearing a bathrobe to shout at a dog.Carrying Margaret on your shoulders.Cross-legged cellulite while sipping a gin & slim.Holding your new toilet seat under your arm while you argue about parking spaces with a man with ketchup on his face.Not giving a shit about anything other than your fags and your phone.Hoovering your drivewayComparing your experiences of electrocardiographyWatering down your Fruit Shoot.Lifting out dandelions.Soft-toy trophy-lynchings.Asserting that steam railways make life worth living.Waving an enormous arm in the vague direction of half of Huddersfield.The underlying murmur of people in tight shorts commenting on the warm weather.Shuffling past a pile of dried dog shit in your open-toed sandals.Strapping an office chair and a postcard display rack to the roof of your KIA Rio.Listening to Lessons in Love by Level 42 through discreetly mounted speakers at quite a high volume.Soberly dressed men drinking extra strength lager.Mainly discussing caravans, caravan based holidays, and the football transfer window.The smaller, less cocksure, banana and ketchup stained promotional air-dancers they used to have outside the Fiat garage when it was a Peugeot one.Smeared dog shit and the sandwich packaging.Spreading solvent with a yard brush.Retiring to make chainsaw carvings of owls to sell at country art fairs.Begging to differ with the woman with the bag-for-life.Seasonal Ugg boot Cleaning Services.Explaining that you could NEVER eat Weetabix without sugar.Larger-than-life-sized white-stick-defying pedestal-mounted Clear Channel hoardings.Being overtaken by an empty packet of Lambert & Butler and an energy drink can.Wearing your anorak indoors.Wearing your bathrobe to the shop that sells dusty bottles of Mateus Rosé, Lion Bars, Bisto Gravy Granules, and Andrex Toilet Tissue.Not really doing wine.Checking nobody needs a wee.